We left Grand Harbor Marina in the early morning along with 11 other boats. Which was kind of a hassle. Lots of Loopers headed the same direction and the crummy weather had many of us jammed up. It was always a zoo when we came to a lock. We are no longer on the Tennessee River, but on the Tenn-Tom waterway. Which winds its way through Mississippi and then enters back in to Alabama. Cloudy and cool day to start with, but the sun finally came out and it was a beautiful day. We stopped for the night at Midway Marina. It is the closest marina to Tupelo, Mississippi…Elvis’ birthplace. (Eileen, I blew a kiss towards Tupelo for you) We were welcomed to the marina by several of the locals. A few of them were wearing costumes. There was an annual marina Halloween party about to take place and they insisted we attend. A few kids were in costumes and trick or treating on the dock. I hadn’t prepared for the holiday so offered up some of Ross’ Snicker bar stash. Ross had a look of horror when I appeared with the bag. The party was such fun. Some great costumes and tasty potluck food. They called out numbers and everyone got a prize. Except me, I lost my number. I made out okay though. Ross’ prize was a bag of caramels. Which he doesn’t eat but I adore. The entertainment was Karoke and was a big hit. There was a little girl dressed as a fairy who told us she would grant us a wish. She sprinkled some fairy dust on us and then bonked us on the head with her wand. Well, I’m still 56. Crap. We must have worn the fairy dust home as it’s scattered about on our boat now. Maybe it’s magic will keep us safe.
Heres a few photos from the Halloween party.
The dock trick or treaters. The fairy is the one who granted our wish.
This guy had on the funniest shirt. You could check the box which costume you wanted it to be. He had the box checked: Someone with absolutely no time for this crap.
King Neptune who granted us safe travels
Friendly looking couple......yikes!
Princess Leah, the later years
The redneck and his Nascar babe. He made me rub his belly before he'd let me take their picture.
The redneck and his Nascar babe. He made me rub his belly before he'd let me take their picture.
Thanks for blowing that kiss towards Tupelo! And what fun for Halloween! Poor Ross. And poor you - you're still 56 - but that's not all bad. Maybe you should've wished for some Snicker bars.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comments, miss you guys already, hoping that we connect in FL. We will look you up in Port St Joe. Sounds like your journey down the Tenn-Tom has been challenging. Looper traffic was pretty light (5 boats) traveling today from J,Wheeler to Grand Harbor. Both locks were pretty quick, quite a few fishing boats though on the way down. We are traveing with "Adagio" and are just liesurely cruising down the Tenn-Tom.
ReplyDeleteTom & Diann